Christmas Eve Carols 2016

1. O Come All Ye Faithful

O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant
Oh come ye O come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold him born the King of angels;
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord.

God of God light of light
Lo he abhors not the virgin’s womb;
Very God begotten not created:
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord.

Sing choirs of angels sing in exultation
Sing all ye citizens of heaven above;
Glory to God in the highest:
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.

Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born that happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be glory given;
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing:
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.

2. Come and join the celebration

Come and join the celebration,
It’s a very special day;
come and share our jubilation,
there is a new King born today!

See the shepherds
hurry down to Bethlehem;
gaze in wonder
at the Son of God who lay before them.

Come and join…

Wise men journey,
led to worship by a star,
Kneel in homage,
bringing precious gifts from lands afar, so…

Come and join…

‘God is with us’
’round the world the message bring;
He is with us,
‘Welcome!’ all the bells on earth are pealing.

Come and join the celebration,
It’s a very special day;
come and share our jubilation,
there is a new King born today!
there is a new king born today!

3. Away in a manger

Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head

The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes

I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side,
‘Til morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus,
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray

Bless all the dear children
In your tender care
And fit us for heaven
To live with you there.

4. Oh Holy Night

O, holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night
Of the dear Saviour’s birth
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining
Till He appeared
And the soul felt its worth

A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn

Fall on your knees
Oh, hear the angel voices
O, night divine
The night when Christ was born

Truly He taught
Us to love one another
His law is love
And His gospel is peace
Chains, He shall break
For the slave is our brother
And in His name
All oppression shall cease

Sweet hymns of joy
In grateful chorus raise we
With all our hearts
We praise His holy name

Christ is the Lord
Oh praise His name forever
His power and glory
Ever more proclaim

Fall on your knees
Oh, hear the angel voices
O, night divine
The night when Christ was born
O, night divine
The night when Christ was born

5. Joy to the World

Joy to the World, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

Joy to the World, the Saviour reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love

6. Hark the Herald

Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King;
peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!”
Joyful, all ye nations, rise;
join the triumph of the skies;
with the angelic hosts proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”

Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold him come,
offspring of the virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
hail the incarnate Deity,
pleased as man with us to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel.

Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings.
Mild, he lays his glory by,
born that we no more may die,
born to raise us from the earth,
born to give us second birth.

Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”